Author: Shabba//Letters

Day 10 was a game changer. It was on the tenth day after arriving in Israel that I had a dream of Jesus. “Why are you sleeping?” He asked. Struck. Overwhelmed. Overcome. Completely humbled by this piercing question. He waited on a response, but I could only stare into His kind eyes of liquid love. I had Continue Reading

I feel bad because I’ve traveled to so many places. When people find out I’m “going” again, I usually receive one of three things: silence, critical remarks, or fake smiles and bursts of joy. Typically after people’s initial response I recieve blank stares of judgement, jealousy, and questions. Oh, and talking, Continue Reading

I’m going to start off by saying that my life is weird. Plain and simple, my life is just weird. Most people live a life that can be depicted as “normal” (nothing wrong with that!), but as for me, just about everything I do has some insanely bizarre story attached to Continue Reading

As humans, and more specifically, as Christians, we are constantly learning and growing. The process of prepping to “Go” (Matthew 28:18-20) will stretch you to the point of feeling like you just repeated K-12 all over again; There is so much to learn. Following the will of God and entering into Continue Reading

Every person’s story holds a series of layers and elements, and in most cases there is usually one major theme that these elements are rooted from. Personally, my story is stacked with layers rooted in the theme of the UNRENEWED MIND. Before my mind became renewed I could not think Continue Reading

For a little over a year God has been teaching me about the significance of people’s names. All throughout scripture names are recorded in stories and genealogies. If you are anything like me, you probably skim over these names because they are either unpronounceable, or because the person didn’t seem that Continue Reading

Without fail, every single time someone finds out I am fasting they respond with the oh so familiar jaw dropped and a wide eyed expression of concern, followed by the insensitive remark of “You can’t fast! You are too skinny, you will disappear! You need to go eat a cheeseburger right Continue Reading

God wants me dead, and He won’t stop until He kills me.
I’m half dead, but completely alive.
I die so He can use me
I die so my passions can be rebuilt
I die so I can step into destiny
I die so I can truly live

This October marks nine years from the date I was curled up in a ball, red-eyed and booger nosed at a Christian retreat center. I was 16 years old and I had just given my life to Jesus. God was performing some serious heart surgery on me and my life was Continue Reading